Wind Crystal Beads!

It's the same as the mark you see in your eyes, and this thing is the Wind Crystal Bead! But... How could Feng Yicen know that she was looking for Feng Jingzhu? Moreover, you also sent this thing to her? Don't... He knows about Su Jiuyue?!

"Qingluan, what's in the box?" Shen Yanmei saw Qingluan's strange expression and asked in a low voice.

"Nothing, little thing." Qingluan glanced sideways slightly, glanced at the paper kite, and then looked at the white pigeon.

The things in the box just now, the white pigeon and the two of them naturally saw it, and at this time, the white pigeon frowned and shook his head gently towards Qingluan.

"I'll go out." Qingluan held the brocade box and pushed the door open.

"Where are you going?" Shen Yanmei was stunned for a moment, and just chased out the door but couldn't see Qingluan's figure anymore, "What about people?!" How did you run so fast? Saying that, she raised her head, and on the eaves, a man as light as jade flew in a white robe, peerless.

"Brother Weisheng, Qingluan she...?"

In the turquoise pool, the pink lotus flowers that are not stained with silt bloom and the lotus leaves are stained with dew.

The white deer perched beside the pond, the white robe hung down, the placket was embroidered with crimson silver patterns, the long hair was sprinkled on the marble, pouring over the faint brightness, when Qingluan stepped on the stairs, he saw the wind Yicen sitting on the ground, the lotus pond as a scene, caressing a light cyan jasper guqin in front of the case.

The slender and graceful fingers gently pluck the strings, and the flowing water is light and elegant.

The melodious sound of the piano touches the heartstrings like flowing water.

Qingluan tilted his head, raised his wrist, and suddenly grabbed his five fingers.

Boom!!

The transparent heavenly spider silk suddenly appeared, like a poisonous snake with its teeth and claws spitting out a letter, and it bit towards the jasper guqin! It was so fast that it hit the silver strings almost in the blink of an eye.

Bite!

With a crisp sound, the white jade feather fan opened lightly, and elegantly and calmly stroked away the sharp heavenly spider silk.

He raised his head slightly, a faint light sprinkled, his perfect and handsome facial features were outlined in depth and light, the feather fan in his hand was lightly grasped, and the other slender finger tapped the strings, the movements were elegant and natural, like a graceful and elegant son, "Senior Sister Qingluan, why are you so angry?" ”

The corners of his mouth curled slightly, and he smiled elegantly and chicly.

The thin and moderately thick lips are sexy and charming, and the curves that are already perfect and beautiful are bent out of the ultimate bewitching charm.

"What do you say? Senior Brother Feng~" Qingluan tilted her head slightly and smiled, a bright and bright smile, in the faint sunlight, the girl's pale little face was dyed with a layer of sacred golden halo, bright and moving.

Obsidian-deep eyes, slightly distracted.

Sou!

Bite!

Feng Yicen, who was a little distracted, lightly covered it, blocking the transparent heavenly spider silk that shot in the direction of his face out of thin air, the corners of his mouth were slightly curved, and he laughed softly, "Senior Sister Qingluan, is this to ruin Senior Brother's appearance?" ”

"Can't you?"

Qingluan smiled brightly, holding a transparent bowstring made of heavenly spider silk in his hand.

"Of course not, Senior Sister Qingluan."

The feather fan patted lightly, Feng Yicen shook his head and sighed, "Senior brother, I eat with my face, if you ruin my senior brother's appearance, don't you plan to raise my senior brother in the future?" "Huh.." Qingluan smiled and let go of his fingers.

The arrow burst through the air and made a sharp whistling sound.

The strings of arrows entwined with the silk of the heavenly spiders, one after another, shot out at a speed that was invisible to the naked eye.

There seemed to be a faint silver glow.

Bite!

The white jade feather fan is lightly flicked, and the faint sandalwood spreads.

The surrounding breeze blew for no reason, forming a huge cyan air current, and all the arrows that were shot were bounced out, but these arrows that were ejected did not land, but were stunned in mid-air, and then suddenly exploded, turning into countless sky spider silk, turning over and folding, and rushing up again without fear.

"Senior sister, do you need to show mercy to my subordinates?" Feng Yicen tilted his head and looked at Qingluan with a smile.

The slender and graceful fingers pressed the strings and made a crisp sound.

Swish!

In vain, a celestial spider silk pierced through.

Feng Yicen's complexion changed slightly, and his figure flashed suddenly.

Rumble!!

The ground where he was just now suddenly softened, and then countless interlaced celestial spider silk drilled out of the ground, all transparent, sharp and sharp, and there was a faint hissing strange sound coming out.

A flash of silver coldness.

The breeze crossed, and the wind was light under his feet, falling on the lotus leaves in the pool, and his body was as light as a feather.

"Senior Brother Feng, do you think I'm playing with you?"

Qingluan was sitting on the throne made of intertwined heavenly spider silk with his legs crossed, pointing to the sky spider silk looming, his dark eyes were clean and smart, and the center of his pupils was swirling with a silver color, which was strange and cunning.

"Senior Brother Feng, if you don't take it seriously." Qingluan tilted his head, and his pupils instantly filled with a strange silver, "I'm going to die." ”